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We never know how high we are

Emily Dickinson

We never know how high we are  

  Till we are called to rise;  

And then, if we are true to plan,  

  Our statures touch the skies—  

The Heroism we recite

  Would be a daily thing,  

Did not ourselves the Cubits warp  

  For fear to be a King—